Am I f**in lovely?
Am I just a waste of time?
Every day that pa**es,
I begin to change my mind. Am I really that good?
Much prouder than I should?
Music seems to pa** by,
Every day another prize. Will I get my sh** together?
Will I ever complete 'Mother'?
Am I just an idle fool?
Watching others overrule? Every promise I make
When I say my songs are great
Problem is I get sad
Problem is I get mad